I am in a buffer zone

I am in a buffer zone now. This offers quite an opportunity for pirates to usurp many things. One is my qualifications and experience as an entertainer, patron of the arts and artist.

Yes, continuing the conversation about a buffer zone: what I'm talking about clearly, as I think about it, is pirates. Pirates in the clean traditional sense. Think of your nautical history. Would pirates will do is get a victim, attack them in some manner and send them to get help obviously distressed and clearly alone. However, the Pirates have never left. They are on the side looking for more or bigger prey.

And that is what happened. A very useful tool for pirates that I have are homelessness and buffer zones such as halfway houses, controlling drugs, and anything that clearly keeps people away from the mainstream of society. What's the victim unknowingly Lures in help, so that the Pirates can score more pray.

The problem is this could go on for a lifetime if this pirates are educators and policies makers. So what that means is besides the Pirates they are always looking for slaves and the best kind of slaves are young ones like children. Once they have your children they could attacl you in in many ways. Think of private schools that are not close to the parents but close enough that they keep tabs on the children on a regular basis. Such a situation can be on occasion a marvelous situation for Pirates because often they are hidden from the family and the money. And certainly, the family and the money will be there soon. Meanwhile a lucky pirate could take his time and work with the child. Another great place for Pirates to lurk at are on family vacations.

Let me give an example of the worth of some of the objects that I am talking about. I had a great opportunity, recently, to visit the home of a certain Aristocrat in the Arabic world. I had noticed this woman a couple of years ago for her exceptional beauty. As luck would have it, some of the furniture I gave away under distressing circumstances ended up, clearly marked with my name, in an extremely wealthy household. What did I receive for it? Nothing. Not only that I was shot into the homeless network without a cent and remain there still. Piracy indeed.